In SIX WORDS or fewer, write a story about the after party.

I have arrived. Start the party!

Dancing on table without music.

"So that's what plutonium looks like."

That was great. What's your name?

We lingered; an empty room — filled.

Oh my God! Someone call 911.

Oh shit! I forgot my PreP!!

Clammy, spongy, white mushrooms are everywhere!

"Stick around" she said. I did.

"Wine tasted funny"
recounting unimagined horror